foreigner's journey

Chapter 1258: Established Events
"Heather, what's wrong with you?"

On the busy street, Gwen noticed that her boyfriend looked a little strange and asked quietly.

Heather glanced at Mary Jane and Betty who were walking beside her and shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

From the time she was in school to now after school, Heather had always felt that the connection between the Berserker Armor and herself seemed to have faded.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, it's as if the Berserker Armor came to life and sneaked out to play.

Originally, she could use the Berserker Ring to summon the Berserker Armor to find out where this inexplicable feeling came from, but until now Heather has not been able to find the right opportunity.

Mary Jane and Betty insisted on taking Gwen shopping, saying that a store was having a sale. Gwen immediately became interested and dragged Heather along.

Peter? Poor Peter was still in confinement and had to be home within 30 minutes after school. He could only watch Mary Jane and her friends leave.

Strangely enough, the sun was shining brightly today, but Gwen found that since she started shopping happily with her boyfriend's arm around her, dark clouds began to gather above her head and a strong wind blew.

What a lousy weather! It changes just like a woman's mind!
Pedestrians on the street complained one after another, and some ladies even had their skirts blown up, which was quite indecent.

Gwen was wearing a shirt and slim-fit trousers today so there was no risk of exposure, but the slight dust mixed in the wind made her feel uncomfortable.

As the wind grew stronger, Heather had no choice but to pull Gwen into a roadside cafe to take shelter. Mary Jane and Betty also slipped in.

After ordering two cups of coffee, Heather saw Gwen rubbing her eyes and asked with concern, "Are your eyes blinded by the wind and sand?"

"Well, give me a blow~" Gwen stopped rubbing and said coquettishly.

Heather sat over and gently opened her girlfriend's eyelids to blew air into her eyes. After blowing twice, Gwen's eyes felt much better. She hugged Heather's arm with an irrepressible smile on her face, glanced at Mary Jane and Betty with a happy look, and raised her eyebrows.

"Tsk, what a lucky female cat." Betty lay on the table with her cheek in her hands, looking indignant.

"Who made you look down on Anon in the first place, and Gwen got there first?" Mary Jane joked.

Betty curled her lips and said, "I didn't say I fell in love with Anon. How could a loyal woman like me steal my best friend's boyfriend? I just found Gwen's face really irritating! The sour smell! The sour smell of love is so strong!"

"This is a cafe, don't talk nonsense." Mary Jane nudged Betty with her elbow, and only then did the crazy woman calm down.

Seriously speaking, Mary Jane had to admit that Heather was far better than her two previous boyfriends. No, it should be said that those two guys were not even worthy of carrying Heather's shoes.

Due to the influence of the social environment, most American men, especially young boys, care about their reputation and think that a tough style is the right way to go. It is rare to find a high school boy like Heather who is gentle, gentle, and has made great achievements.

At Gwen's birthday party, everyone was shocked when they learned that Heather was a writer.

The writer 'Raven', whose long serial work "Evil Hero" is one of the mainstays of the Daily Bugle, has attracted a large number of loyal readers who subscribe to the Daily Bugle every day.

The novella "Under the Spider's Web", which is based on the superhero Ghost Spider, has been touted by many book review columns as a monument of superhero novels and is expected to hit the top of the sales list of superhero novels.

Before she even stepped out of school, Heather Annon, as a member of the middle or even upper-middle class, could already buy a car and a house.

Students always look up to their peers who are successful in society, and Mary Jane and Betty are no exception. They think Heather Annon is so cool, no wonder she always stays calm no matter what happens. If they have such achievements and experiences, they will also regard those naive peers as unworthy little brats.

It’s like Peter and Heather are about the same age, but it feels like there’s a generation difference between them.

No wonder Ned and his gang always tease Heather and Gwen as Peter's bird father and mother.

Betty noticed that Mary Jane was a little distracted, so she couldn't help but ask, "By the way, how is your relationship with Parker?"

"Peter?" Mary Jane looked at Betty strangely: "Why are you asking him?"

"Don't think I can't see that Parker's eyes are almost on you, and you don't dislike him, so why don't you two try to get along?"

Betty touched the lipstick in her pocket, which was a gift from Peter that he had spent all his pocket money on. Betty had to do something to repay the favor.

"I really don't hate Peter, but... I always feel like something is missing."

Mary Jane tilted her head.
"Maybe what I want is for Peter to ask me out on a date, rather than bribing my bestie with gifts to help him speak well of me."

"Uh..." Betty was embarrassed: "Well... I can explain..."

"Nothing, I'm used to it. Gwen tried to bring me and Peter together before, but I still want him to be a man and stand up to me and ask me out on a date, even if it's just something boring like going to a comic convention with him."

Mary Jane picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee: "You are not allowed to tell him this, do you understand?"

"Yes, madam!" Betty, knowing she was in the wrong, saluted.

Just four blocks away from the cafe, a faint red light suddenly flashed on the top of a building.

Then, a red blade suddenly tore through the red light, and a burly figure strode out of the torn space.

This was a burly and strong man, his entire body covered in a dark blue tights, even his head. In addition, his face and body were covered with red lines forming a skull-shaped spider pattern, and the red energy elbow blade condensed on his left arm was the weapon that had just torn open the space.

As soon as this person appeared, he looked up at the sky and whispered:
“…I don’t like the weather here.”

Immediately afterwards, three more figures rushed out from the space crack behind him and landed on the edges of the surrounding roofs, pipes, and the tops of water tanks.

"Hey, Miguel. Can't you just wait for us?"

The figure crouching on the water tank stood up. It was a slender man in tights, dressed similarly to the man at the beginning, but his combat uniform was much more reasonable.

"Peter, you'd better shut up. Can't you see Miguel is angry?"

The figure on the pipe also stood up. It was a black-haired woman wearing a tight-fitting battle suit with red and gold as the main color and an eye mask. The tights highlighted her incredibly hot figure.

"Okay, okay, I'm just saying that. You and Miguel are both pretty scary, Jessica. It's strange that you two have lost your sense of humor, which is the most important thing about being Spider-Man."

The alternate-world Spider-Man named Peter raised his hands in surrender.

At this time, the figure standing on the edge of the roof turned around. Compared with the first three, this figure was obviously just an underage child. He was wearing a black tights with red lines on it, a street hip-hop style unique to young people. The underage little spider asked in confusion: "What are we doing in this world?"

Spider-Man Peter swiftly jumped to the little black spider and put his arm around his shoulders: "Miles, my good student. You have just joined our Spider Knights, and this is your first time to go out on a mission. If you don't know anything, just ask me, your master. I can--"

"There's something wrong with this world's Spider-Man."

The strong Spider-Man named Miguel suddenly spoke up, and the other three turned their attention to him.

"Problem? Are we here to help Spider-Man here solve the problem? Oh MAN, I like to help!" Young Miles was eager to try.

“…It depends on the situation.”

Miguel looked toward the distant street and said in a low voice:

"Hopefully the most crucial [established event] has not been completely destroyed."

(End of this chapter)